"The Changing Of Scenery"
So you're just the beaten down train tracks that cover the filthy ground.
And that trains on it's way again, I hear it's whistling sound. (defeat!)
And you're just like the leaves, you fall and you fade.
And me; I'm just the mud-- getting covered by everything.
But you're footsteps are flowers, yes, you've bloomed in my
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